This is her thing. It may be the one thing she's good at.She's risen to the top of her game, and little old Nadia brings that allcrumbling down. That ...as to rattle her. That has to shake her to hervery core." Well, yeah, but she doesn't have to disappear," countered Nadia."Maybe she does. Maybe the simple sight of you is enough to remind herof her failure, to remind her that she's not as good as she thought.She's not strong enough." Maybe," said Nadia, her confidence wavering."What if seeing. Blah...blah....blah...blah..."I marveled at the effect, I could hear all the ambient sounds around me,the clop of Zelda's hoofs and birds on the roof but I could notunderstand what she was saying.....then"....Blah...stop..."I nodded my head to show her I had understood her, then Mistress lookedat the other pony"......Zelda..."I looked towards the other pony as she seemed to pick up the word andlook at her Mistress as well. It seemed she had the same earplugs fitted.I guessed Zelda was her sissy. On weekend Sujeet and Namita came with their children and we all sat down together and discussed a lot. Namita had culinary talent. She was beautiful, medium height, tanned, and quite voluptuous with a perfect 36D-24-34 body, all natural; standing 5’6” and weighing about 65. We were all happy to meet each other because they were nice as well. We didn’t not talk anything on issue which initiated our contact. But the fact that I could fuck this beautiful lady made my Lund getting harder. After. "Probably about three."I turned to Karen, "If you get a nap after three, will you be okay?"Karen nodded. "Yes, Master." She works late," I explained to Mike, "and, no, she's not a hooker." I shifted my gaze to Karen and added, "Yet." She smiled and ducked her head.Mike shook his head. "I gotta get me one of them." They're tough to find," I told him. "Most of them are masquerading as something else. Walking two steps behind the old man is frowned on in these days of women's lib and sexual.